I probably shouldn’t do it
But I am
If I have anything to with it
Y’all are fucked
I probably shouldn’t do it
But I am
If I have anything to with it
Y’all are fucked
Familiar client
Personal show and tell
A quiet diet sitting on a hill
Hear and be heard
See and be seen
Heal and be held
Fall and do weather
Need and knees
Always bending
Always fluid
Espresso
Water
Rinse
Repeat
We made it back in to Portland, Oregon about 5pm Thursday afternoon.
I found out the night before a very dear friend of mine, Sue, had passed Monday unexpectedly from a heart attack. I’ve attempted to focus on the life she lived. Caring, Giving, Selfless. Sue taught me the difference in “I” and “We”. She was only about 60, far too young, in my opinion.
It’s good to be back near Smoggie Catt and Precious. Cat companions are the best.
I did some driving on the way back from Idaho. I do like driving the open roads and listening to music. It’s a high I can get use to.
Now back in town unpacking, resettling, myself and my boxes from the move before the trip to Idaho.
I uploaded a few more photos from the trip below.
I’m readjusting the noise. It was nice being somewhere quiet. Even my head stayed quiet most of the time.
The city has it’s benefits and I have a more clear objective than ever on how to make the goals I want as an entertainer, writer, artist happen. It takes focus. Something I struggle to do, but I got to.
I’ve sold 3 of the 5 shirts I made. I am going to make more in varying sizes in the coming weeks.
I hung some new art in Anna Bannana’s and going to start working on recording some music soon.
And now I need to leave the cafe, get off the computer, and organize, make space, in the home base.
-ABC
this pretty face, Ashley Klump.
In the Shadows of the Teton Mountains.
Snake River, Twin Falls, Idaho
Selfies with Ashley Klump
Here.
Buy
Chance
Ore
Waterfalls
Misty Lantern
Foggy Coats
Two Sea Between
And Live Inn
Outputting Core Bits
To Advance Existence
There’s a lot of things that have happened in the last couple days and nights.
Star gazing out here in Idaho has been surreal. I felt like a fish in a bowl. it almost seemed fake.
I was able to see the milky way band, I saw more shooting stars than i’ve seen in years. I can only imagine how beautiful it is during a meteor shower.
Away from the city lights, the whole sky lights up. How quickly we can forget how it was before the machines dictated our way of life. There’s nothing quite like staring up at the sky and seeing all the twinkling stars. I’m going to miss it.
A couple days ago we went to Yellowstone. I’ll post pictures at a later time. Definitely some out of this world scenery up that way. And then to come out through through the Teton National Park. Now those are some majestic mountains.
Crazy happening: my aunt and uncle, Bob and Kathy from Kansas City were in Yellowstone the same day as me. We met in the middle around the West Thumb. I hadn’t seen them in 14 years before that point. The last time I saw them was right after I graduated in 2005.
Well my attention span is short in the moment. I gotta pack my bags and finish another cup of coffee. It’s time to start the journey back to Oregon. Back to the city and it’s routines.
It’s a magical trip and there is still a solid 13 hour drive ahead of us.
Until the next moment…
-ABC
I am shadow. I am light.
I am shadow and I am light.
The rest is in between the inn and now. The rest is in between the hear and how.
The stream is flowing and the river is wide. My eyes are open. All three of them and somehow I feel sound.
Good Morning!
From the Teton Valley of Idaho to Jackson Hole, Wyoming that is where I have been for the last few days. It is absolutely breathtaking. Literally, as we drive over some of these mountain ranges I have lovingly reminded Ashley Klump to breathe.
It’s unlike anything I have ever seen before. Mountains beyond mountains. It’s September and there is snow on the distant mountains. We drove through a pass yesterday and there was snow on the ground beside us.
We went to pick up Ashley’s sister, her husband, and little one (less than 2 years old), from an airport that lands in the Teton National Park.
When I walk outside all I hear is the wind blowing through the trees and my own breath most the time.
I saw a white buffalo, only from the car, driving by, not close enough to take a picture, not close enough to photograph or say hello/hi.
I’m still hoping to cross paths with a red fox. They’re out here. I’ve read it to be so. The elevations out here are unlike anything I have experienced to date.
Lots of deer. Lots!
The sun is out this morning for the first time since we arrived.
Ashley’s parents are genuine, straight forward, good hearted people. Felicity, her little niece of not even two years of age is adorable. We hit it off rather quickly. I like the little ones and the way they see the world. It’s easier for me to relate. It’s simple and unfiltered.
Ashley’s parents have built quite the getaway home up here in the middle of nowhere almost.
The nearest towns, itty bitty towns, are a good 30, 35 minute drive. Victor and Driggs.
I feel blessed to get out of the city. I love Oregon, but it’s nice to get out and explore.
Tomorrow is the first day of Fall and we plan to visit Yellowstone National Park, another first for myself.
Tuesday we plan to explore Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
Wednesday it’s on the road back to Oregon again.
I am grateful and blessed for this experience.
-ABC
Ashley and I arrived in Baker City at 11 last nite. That last mountain range before here was intense! Twisty as can be. Four thousand something feet at some point. It was dark. Etc.
Well now it's back on the road to Victor, Idaho. Beautiful country over in Eastern Oregon. I love traveling.
-ABC
A little clip from my rock n roll show last week at The Waypost. Thank you Ian for capturing the last bit of it. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again. This. Is why I am here. Entertainment. For me and for Us.
here today. keeping the .com paid.
leaving tomorrow. getting out of portland. going on a road trip with Ashley to Idaho.
her family has a cabin near the Wyoming border. I’m going through parts of this country I haven’t seen much of so expect some photos.
I’m excited to wander out. I love the open roads.
I’ve been listening to the song, Bad Girl by Devendra Banhart a lot this last week. Also same artist, the song, Taking a Page. I recommend both.
I still have my shirts I made for my show last week. I have 4 of the 5. I’ll post them on the blog soonly.
Also the art that I created during the set is now framed and for sale at my coffeehouse, Anna Bannana’s NW 21st.
I am currently uploading a video my friend, Ian, took from my rock n roll show last week at The Waypost.
That was a really fun show. I am very grateful to everyone who came out and was a part of the experience.
Thank you Tiny Ghost Club and Shaylee (Elle) for having on the show.
It’s become rainy and cool again in Portland, Oregon. It helps with my creative pursuits around the house.
There is nothing like the feeling of coffee and arting while it’s rainy outside.
I’m going to quit typing and check on the youtube video upload.
-ABC
i thought i did. i know it did.
i played a lot of games. boards and cards.
thoughts and tongues.
nickel, dime, or quarter. doesn’t matter.
if it doesn’t make dollars it doesn’t make sense. to continue. to pursue.
better off alone than wonder what we will ever do.
present and past. go and pass.
resisting movement will only make your legs stiff.
drink another coffee. wake up again.
the end. and a new begin.
I believe being passive aggressive is the most childish behavior outside picking your nose and eating your boogers.
Today marks 7 years that Smoggie Catt and I arrived in Portland, Oregon to start a new life.
I am grateful for everyone we have met along the way. We've learned a lot since being here.
There is a great sense of community here. There is magic in the hills. We look forward to at least another 5 years in this great city and seeing what new adventures we find next!
Wander on!
Much love,
A.B. Corduroy and Smoggie Catt
Life lately has been nonstop gogogogogogogogo. I
t kinda feels ironic I pulled something in my hip this afternoon. Holy shiza! Incredibly altering. Anyway…
There's only so much I can gogogogogo until I forced to sit and absorb/retreat and I am trying to learn to listen to that whispering.. sometimes shouting… before…
I lose my phone, lose my wallet, pull something in my hip, etc…
I need to retreat and share more with art and music. I need to create more art, play more rock n roll shows, publish my next bok, make new shirts for people and so much more.
This is my life lately. Finding balance. Ever expanding. Appreciating contrast. And learning to compromise.
Goodnight.
-ABC
everybody means well
take care of yourself
and it’ll all be fine
we left the night
woke in the mourning
shut up
i’m good
there is nothing to do about it
it just does
and we do
as we due
and we do
and we due
here i am
there they are
as they always were.
light distorts it
forget about it if you can
i pay attention to details
it was like this and now it’s like this
time and space. 2 realms. always present. always slightly different.
this time it’s James. next time it’s Gabriel.
it’s a different magazine description. a different season. a slightly different hook.
did i create or was i created for this moment?
it seems selfish to assume such an ability
how long can a fox graze among sheep until he begins to lick his teeth?
the owls are not what they seem
and we’ve know this since the 1990’s
who are the owls? what do they see?
the first time i left the planet
i saw unmentionable things
if i want to talk it out
it all sounds crazy
and if you know what i mean
you know why we sing
and why this whole god damned thing
is entertaining to me
over there on the bedroom floor
where we left it the night before
the passion sprints
toward a longer hour
our intentions insistent on making it deliver
into // out through
a window
a door
a dog
a magic wand
no one knew the obvious fantasia
no one knew it could be so tangled
rambles of rambles // speak up or no one will hear you
speak out or no one will care
remember mama superior is only one kinda prayer
she who has no sons was seen standing in her underwear
there was a shell. it was deep in belly of a giant blue whale.
well, it remained there for a long time.
when it found it’s way out of the belly of the great blue whale, he had so many stories to tell.
the bile, the fish that told him of a brighter tomorrow.
of course we will make it out of the belly of the great blue whale. of course we will.
so this gingerbread man comes along while we were at the flea market.
he said follow me and I will show you the best place to buy a leather wallet.
i told him i was interesting in a leather wallet and he got really frustrated.
so it goes.
then on monday there was a huge tower! it came out of nowhere.
no one lives in it. no, it’s a bank. it’s full of numbers and offices.
so it goes.
they told me be patient.
I have. I am.
they told me never be certain, go with it, and do the thing.
I have. I am.
they told me rock n roll never dies.
I know. I am.
Hiiiii…..
This is a sincere talking “it” out moment.
I don’t care how you voted in the last presidential election. That done happened. That done did.
I am asking what “we the people” want out of this next election.
Republicans, Democrats, Liberals, Conservatives, Young, Old, Men, Women, Libertarians, etc etc etc
What do we want?
I cannot believe “we” want Trump another 4 years.
We cannot excuse the trash that has come from his mouth. We must be better.
We cannot let anyone be as foolish as he has been to represent “we the people”.
There are 50 states… that’s 50 different states of mind.
Can we bring all that together like the original 13 did to take on the British during the Revolutionary War?
Or is it time to talk of breaking it up? Agree to disagree. Trade peaches and marijuana?
This is essentially what the EU is attempting to do. It’s not a horrible idea.
I have been blessed to travel a good bit of this republic and for which it stands. There is a lot of the midwest I need to see yet.
Immigration…
As the climates change and “we” reap the crops sewn by Uncle Sam brought us by “secret” operations in South America more people will run to here. Do you? Yes you? If you’re reading this far… DO YOU….. acknowledge or realize the extent our government has destabilized regions of the world and then polices and/or takes the resources as an after effect.
Because I do and I will continue sharing it. Haha yeah! We can do that later.
So what do YOU… yes you… what do you want.. for us.. for we… the people! Please comment. Please talk it out with me. This is why I have a .com… to share and connect. Let’s talk it out. Leave comments. I will reply.
We will not always agree and that is alright. WE can compromise and if WE cannot we can break it up.
long live liberty.
-ABC
Wow!
Life!
The visual art is how I share the journey. Written is the way I absorb the journey.
I am blessed. So fucking blessed.
I recently acquired a new laptop. New as in straight of the box / never been used before myself. And i didn’t pay a penny for it. Thank you magic.
I finished 6 zzzmoments yesterday. 4 of them were collaborations.
I’ve needed a laptop to do the “administrative” side of the artist/entertainer.
Looking into my mobile “phone” makes me dizzy these days. To be in that realm and in the present realm is some weird vertigo for my head. With a laptop I am more focused and choosing to be in it.
Haha! Laptop means more of the ramblings on the .com! i have missed the blogging.
Dear .com,
I am here to share the journey.
Love and Gratitude > Fear and Hate
Sincerely caffeinated,
A.B. Corduroy